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The top of the Nether Tower has a very broad vision and is in a central position. Even a warrior in the innate realm can clearly reflect everything about the Ghost Market.

Just like now, Qin Fan saw countless small black dots coming in and out outside the Huangquan Gambling House, and the cheers and wails that could be imagined were ringing continuously.

The Blood Demon Arena has fewer people because of the martial arts conference, but there are also some people who are guarding the registration office of the Blood Fighter to ask questions.

There were many people blocking the door of the Gu Poison House because they wanted to buy the ruthless bombs of the second-hand demon. The Zhang family, who had just finished watching the martial arts conference, had already started working overtime in the backyard.

At the same time, in the Ghost Soldier's taskbar, there was an additional task with triple rewards - collecting the feces of the earth-swallowing beasts!

The Hongfen Skull Building is not very lively. In order to start the diversity of its business, there are also some handsome or burly young men.

Qin Fan's comment on this is that it is not too shabby to make money, and sometimes it is really a big deal to take advantage of whoever is. It was just that after Zhixiao Yu Cangmiao went there last night.

Some courtesan ladies who maintain the tradition of Linxue Nuanxiang Pavilion and are determined to sell their skills but not their bodies almost started fighting directly to recommend the pillow mat.

After all, with Yu Cangmiao's appearance and identity, it will only make people feel very compatible if they really get started.

For example, the Ghost Stand, which is one of the six core buildings, is very few people coming. After all, hiring a killer is a money-burning job and ordinary people cannot afford it.

For example, some bronze and iron-plate killers are already possessed by ghost soldiers and go out to do tasks.

Only silver-level killers are waiting for customers to come. They are the kind that doesn’t open for three years and can eat for three years.

As for the gold-level killers, they are already senior officials of the Ye Mansion. In addition to a few violent men and murderers, they have to be responsible for other things, and their benefits are not limited to killing.

Finally, there was a desperate pawnshop, with two unique green lanterns hanging outside the door, and people coming came in a constant stream, but the door was closed.

And guarding the door were two silver corpses that the ghost boy had first learned the secret technique of controlling corpses.

They were originally masters of the innate realm of the Nether Corpse Sect. After Yue Piaoling packed it and threw it back for the bronze sucking, they used the waste as the target of the ghost boy's practice.

There were three silver corpses jumping in the pawnshop. Qin Fan, the owner of the pawnshop, decided after careful consideration that only the guests he chose were qualified to come and trade.

As for how to choose, except for letting Sister Happy use her paparazzi talent to search for targets, the rest depends on the customer's determination.

Even if a person has poor talent and ordinary background, but with enough determination, Qin Fan is willing to give him a chance to trade. After all, this might be a wasteful protagonist.

Before, he built a pawnshop not only because Xia Jinyu's drawings indicated this core building, but also wanted to use it to suck it.

But now he found that even a thousand Tongmai realms were not as good as a grand master, so he decisively changed the business policy of the desperate pawn shop and used it as an auxiliary tool to exercise his own abilities.

At this time, his eyes turned into two chaotic vortexes, and at the same time a stubborn golden thread emerged, and the golden thread was firmly bound by a larger vortex prominent in front of him.

"Senior brother, now we can have a good chat."

Yu Cangmiao's fingers pinched the other end of the golden thread, and as he pulled it, the vortex began to shake, but the golden thread was still locked steadily by the vortex.

"Forget it, don't care."

Yu Cangmiao let go of his hand helplessly, and then saw that one end of the golden thread had merged into his body. Just after his right hand stroked the void, everything disappeared completely.

"How about one story and another?"

Yu Cangmiao walked to Qin Fan's side, then looked at a place in the ghost market. The figures below were like dense ants. Looking at this perspective, it was like a god looking down at an ant.

Qin Fan was silent for a moment and said:

"Before changing the story, I want to confirm one thing first. Is it the only one here and you and me?"

"certainly!"

Yu Cangmiao cuts the railway decisively.

Qin Fan just looked at his eyes and said nothing.

Yu Cangmiao sighed helplessly:

"Before confirming the causal relationship with my senior brother, my ability was indeed not enough to explore the land of Jiuzhou, but my senior brother should have discovered that since that test from afar, we have all made rapid progress."

Qin Fan nodded.

Yu Cangmiao continued:

"If I had to say that I had worked hard to use multiple relationships before to confirm the existence of a person, then now as long as our fellow brothers appear, we will definitely not be able to escape the lockdown of the causal network!

Even my senior brother can only stop me from doing some small movements with the help of the cause and effect line. This is why my senior brother’s ability defeats me."

Qin Fan did not follow his topic, nor did he verify whether the other party had already inferred his ability. He just looked at his fishing rod silently, and the meaning was obvious.

"Okay, seeing it is true, I understand. Five days ago, I just reset the causal network." Yu Cangmiao held the fishing rod behind him in his hand and swung forward.

In an instant, countless silver threads emerged in all directions. Many people in the ghost market were bound by silver threads, including Feng Mo and Bai Feisheng who were still chatting under the Dark Tower.

However, these are not important to Qin Fan.

He just looked at a golden line hidden in it first. Well, the distance was close, and the goal was himself.

"It's interesting." Yu Cangmiao raised his eyebrows. While his voice contained a hint of pleasure, a deep and hatred appeared in his murderous intent.

I saw him stroke his left hand and the silver thread was hidden.

In addition to the golden thread connecting Qin Fan and Yu Cangmiao, there was also a shining golden thread moving far to the north, and the other end had completely disappeared into the void.
Chapter completed!